The Golden Crossing

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The frost had not yet claimed the cobblestones, but the air in the lower district of Whitmore-on-Thames tasted of iron and old snow. You walked with your hands buried deep in the wool of your coat, the fabric stiff with the damp that seeped through every seam of your exile. It was the year of the Great Silence, a time when the bells did not ring and the markets operated under a grey, watchful...

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